.I'm sorry I cook for shit.
I'm sorry my sewing isn't like your mother's.
I'll call her up.
I'm sorry I dress kinda boyish.
I'm sorry my hair isn't long like the girls in your magazine.
I'll grow it out.
I know I can't run the world,
'Cause I can't even decide wha.
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